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The demon sat quietly in the high hall, but did not say anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Everyone can't see what the master thinks in his heart, and now it's just a proposal.

The tyrant still stands by the side of the idiot, and he doesn't make a sound, and he doesn't propose, obviously as long as the idiot has an opinion, he will stand on the side of the idiot. Besides, the tyrant also understands why the obsessive demon is like this, the Ling'er princess of the Black Demon Sect has now become a generation of crazy crazy obsessive, who doesn't know what happened?

I have also been to the Black Devil Pool to cultivate, knowing the pain of ten thousand poisons that make life and death difficult to find, I really admire the courage of Princess Ling'er, a little woman is actually willing to devote herself to the Black Devil Pool for the sake of a little cultivator of the righteous path.

Now that the obsessive demon has been treating people with a mask, I am afraid that in the black demon pool, he must have suffered a lot.

The idiot stayed for a moment, and then said coldly: "You wait, how to decide, I will give you an answer." ”

When everyone saw the demon's command, they stopped saying anything, looked at each other, and withdrew from the hall.

"Princess, now we are a little restless, now there are thousands of disciples up and down the Wind Demon Sect, which can be regarded as the regular legion of the Demon Sect, and when they are lurking for a while, they can fight with the righteous path. Tyrant said.

"Well, let's go, I'll go back to see my father!" said the madman suddenly, but the tyrant didn't know why, but Ling'er commanded, and the tyrant never asked a second time.

I saw that the demonic qi suddenly came out, and the two disappeared into the lobby.

When the two of them came to the outside of the Black Demon Sect, the disciples of the Black Demon Sect all stood aside respectfully, and said in unison: "See Lord Dementia!"

The demented demon did not respond, but continued to walk towards the main hall of the Dark Demon Sect with the tyrant.

"Who are you talking about, who is the Crazy Demon, and why does the Berserk General follow him so much?" When the Demented Demon and the Mad Overlord walked away, a disciple of the Dark Demon Sect who was guarding the door asked a few people in a low voice.

"Khan, don't ask, don't ask, beware that Lord Madman will kill you!" reminded another disciple who was guarding the door.

"That's it, you also know how powerful the Demon Lord is, in the past ten years, he has become a famous demon in the Demon Dao, it's not something that I and other juniors can discuss, or do what we are waiting for, we're just a gatekeeper!" said a disciple who guarded the door.

"I'm just asking, I've already heard of Lord Demon's reputation, so I naturally admire it very much, and it would be nice if I could be so demeanor one day!" said the gatekeeper who spoke first.

"Haha! Our Dark Demon Sect has no shortage of others, just a talent like you, take care of the door, I will look forward to your coming out that day, you have to take care of our little brothers!" a disciple laughed.

"That's natural, who called us brothers, hehe! After the shift change, I'll be the east, how about a few of our brothers go drinking?" The person who spoke first proposed, after all, he was upset by someone.

"Hehe, that's naturally refreshing, let's go to that store!" After one of the guards finished speaking, his eyes gradually revealed an evil look, as if what he said was really unforgettable.

"Okay, okay, just go there, hehe!" everyone agreed.

It is also because of this purpose that all the gatekeepers suddenly became energetic, and the so-called passion is motivated.

When the demented demon walked into the main hall, the disciples in the door had already announced, and the sect master of the Black Demon Sect had been waiting for a long time.

"Daughter, you can come back to see your father and me!" After Mu Zhentian sent the disciples in the main hall out of the door, he greeted the Demon Dao.

"Father, I want to enter the Dark Magic Pool again. Ling'er responded indifferently.

"Ling'er, you also know that when it comes to cultivation, you must not be in a hurry, the skyrocketing of demonic skills is very likely to explode because you can't bear it. You can't joke with your life!" Mu Zhentian reminded.

"I don't care! I want to get stronger, strength is what I'm after!" Ling'er replied indifferently.

"Uh, Ling'er, how can you talk like that, is someone bullying you, you tell my father, I'll go and arrest him now and let you deal with it." "The curtain shook the heavens.

"Nobody bullied me, I just wanted to be stronger. Ling'er said coldly again.

"If my father doesn't agree, it's enough for others to enter the Black Devil Pool once every ten years, but you have entered it no less than a dozen times in the past ten years, as a father, can I not worry? If you continue like this, I'm afraid your life will really be in danger. Mu Zhentian said. Every time Ling'er either doesn't come back, and when he comes back, he has to enter the Black Demon Pool to cultivate, you must know that although the Black Demon Pool can skyrocket in cultivation, it will cause great harm to himself, and it is also the so-called so-called harvest must have a price.

"I said, I don't care! Ling'er has long since died, there is no Ling'er in the world, I am an idiot now!" Ling'er replied indifferently.

"Nonsense, you are you, no matter how you say it, you are my daughter, and my father resolutely disagrees with you entering the Black Devil Pool again!"

"Father ... The idiot shouted coldly again, mixed with more, that is, begging.

As Ling'er's father, how could Mu Zhentian not hear it. But let his daughter go to the Black Devil Pool again, he will never agree again, he can't watch his daughter suffer from all kinds of poison again, and it is even very likely that she will explode and die due to the skyrocketing cultivation transition.

But Mu Zhentian loves Ling'er very much in his heart, knowing the pain in Ling'er's heart, isn't it the same in the past? So, after a moment of silence, Mu Zhentian looked back and said, "In this way, how about teaching you the Heavenly Demon Skills for my father?"

"Heavenly Demon Gong?" the demented demon was suddenly shocked.

Legend has it that the Heavenly Demon Gong is the top ten secret texts of the Demon Dao, and it is the supreme magic skill created by the Heavenly Demon in the legend. It was because of that exercise that the Heavenly Demon became a generation of demons at that time, with a prominent reputation and no one could beat him. And after the Heavenly Demon Ascension, the founding ancestor of the Black Demon Sect, Liang Jun, appeared later.

Many people want to get the Heavenly Demon Skill, but it has long been lost, but they don't know that the Heavenly Demon Skill is actually in their father.

"Ling'er, your current Wind Demon Sect is also tight, now that you are cultivating and recuperating, I believe that it will soon be a great faction of the Demon Dao, during this time, you can rest assured that you will cultivate in my place, waiting for your Heavenly Demon ** Mahayana, I'm afraid there are few people in the Demon Dao who can beat you!" Mu Zhentian said slowly.

"Okay, you can pass it on to me!" the idiot replied coldly, expectantly.

Mu Zhentian looked at Ling'er, shook his head, and took Ling'er to the secret room of the Black Demon Sect. For his daughter, Mu Zhentian really has no way, for the sake of a righteous disciple, he has become so crazy.

How gratifying it would be if it could help him build his own career! Alas, the female university must not be left after all! Mu Zhentian sighed in his heart. I thought in my heart that if the kid in Ling'er's heart was still alive, if there was a negative Ling'er, he would definitely kill that guy first. Now that he is dead, he is dead, but it makes the living so miserable.

"Evil, evil! It's really a bad fate!" Mu Zhentian sighed again, and then stopped speaking.